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"Chatting, you two?"

Just when Song Chufeng and Chen Qiong were talking, Tang Shijiu dragged his tired body covered with scars, walked back very tiredly, and greeted them weakly.

"It seems that your training today is even more intense than before." Chen Qiong said to Tang Shijiu, who was covered in scars.

"Do you think I'm as lucky as you? I can practice on my own. I don't know what my grandfather was thinking to arrange such a teacher for me."

"This is just too torturous. How can this be called training? This is just a beating."

Although Tang Shijiu agreed with his teacher's training method in his heart, he would never let anyone go.

After all, such training intensity is very torturous for him. Although he can endure it, it does not mean that he does not feel the slightest bit unhappy.

"But your current realm is much more solid than before, which proves that Grandpa Tang made the right choice of teacher for you." Chen Qiong looked at Tang Shijiu carefully and found that his breath, footsteps and even spiritual power were much more stable than before, just like the bottomless water in a well after sedimentation.

"If training like this every day still has no effect, I would have quit long ago, okay?" Tang Shijiu didn't care about anything else. He was too tired now, so after saying this, he sat down on the ground.

"You're right. If we are tortured like this every day and there is no effect at all, who can persist?" Just then, Chen Pingan came over with a broken branch as a crutch, looking very embarrassed and grinning.

"Hahaha, Chen Pingan, you are really my good brother. Without you, I might not be able to hold on, because I feel that my training is miserable enough, but every night when I meet you, I find that you are even worse off than me." Tang Shijiu laughed heartlessly after seeing Chen Pingan, who looked like an eighty or ninety-year-old man, trembling when he walked.

"Shut up now. You're not much better than me." Chen Pingan sat down on the ground without any hesitation, gasping for breath.

"Others ride horses, and I ride a donkey. I'm not as good as the best, but better than the worst." Tang Shijiu made a heartless joke.

"By the way, how long will you two continue training like this?" Song Chufeng came to Chen Ping'an with some heartache, and took out a handkerchief to help Chen Ping'an wipe the sweat and blood mixture off his face.

"Don't worry, although this training method is a bit painful, it is very useful. I can already feel that my spiritual power is more than twice as condensed as before."

"And I found that although my teacher was quite ruthless, every time he hit me, he would use a huge amount of spiritual power to wash my body. This would greatly enhance my physical and mental abilities." Chen Pingan took the handkerchief from Song Chufeng's hand and wiped himself. He knew that Song Chufeng was worried about him, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"But this kind of training method is too torturous." Song Chufeng lowered his head, feeling very distressed.

"It's okay. Look, isn't there someone over there who's worse off than me?"

"It's the same inhuman training, but no one cares about him. In comparison, I have you by my side to take care of me, so it's no big deal for me to persevere."

Chen Pingan deliberately looked at Tang Shijiu who was standing aside and made a teasing remark, and his words completely broke down Tang Shijiu's defense.

"MD! I'm not going to waste my time talking to you! Can I take care of myself?" Tang Shijiu stood up with some difficulty, then returned to the room without looking back.